Back to the Lab!
Back to the Lab! Right.
This is Dr. Evil.
And for you insolent motherfuckers,
I'd like to welcome you to my
underground lair,
The Bomb Shelter.
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You the type to get clapped to this.
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I hear somebody getting clapped to this.
Yo, I walked in when the devilish
grand adventure began.
Heard the smooth moans
of a deep violin.
Caught in a whirlwind of a pro -orchestra
I flow with the magic of an old sorcerer
Home of the brave,
the land of the free
Vietnam in the end stands for
never ask me
Between you and me
it's not like it used to be
But it's a must see,
no money back guarantee on the hush
If you iced out turn to slush
A box office smash, pure adrenaline rush
Heart beats rapidly,
nail biting suspense
Hooked up with filthy rich
and I've been raw ever since I spit at her,
the fly literature
You don't remember battling me,
the shit is a blur
Y 'all kids is lyin',
let's take it to the gridiron
We years ahead of you,
you never catch us, quit tryin'
You can't fuck with us
This what you want? No
The gridiron
You can't fuck with us
This what you get
No, no, no
You can't fuck with us
This what you want? No
The gridiron
You can't fuck with us
This what you get
No, no, no
Emergency,
I perform open fire surgery
For the currency to leave your white
shirt burgundy
Droppin' data in your ear
like an operator
What I pop is major,
you couldn't call the
cops to save ya
Buildin' rich a protester,
wavin' signs with ill lies that I throw at ya
But sayin' rhymes,
but I'm somethin' so sick
My C's been labeled explosive,
so if you stand closin'
Here's overdoses, a dope shit,
you've been out of shape with scoliosis
I ain't the no -tip,
the crooked syndicate I roll with
Heard you were rehearsin'
after practicin'
My crash unit loved to laugh
at car accidents
I'm sendin' bombs and I'll
smart the Pentagon
Then I'm gone,
with more airplay than intercoms
We talkin' loud,
you ain't sayin' nothin', cousin
I don't even need the mic, but Gridiron
You can't fuck with us
This what you want? No Gridiron
You can't fuck with us
This what you get? no, no
You can't fuck with us
This what you want? No
The gridiron
You can't fuck with us
This what you get? No, no, no
This interlude, sendin' fools
Gaspin' for air like swimmin' pools
Filthy rich forever bend the rules
Unnatural,
taking your brains for col lateral
Why bow to you?
I fly heads like Kid Canaveral
And act a fool, if you insult my IQ
Malign crew,
make it so your moms don't recognize you
Gain the upper hand,
then snap your spine like a rubber band
You sufferin'? I say that
shit for the upper man
Silky rich, together we reign,
divided we fall
Mom's up to rules
The of shit I write on the walls
Go ahead and start bittin'
The kids blessed with wisdom
My repertoire's always like
an ill -defense mechanism
While y 'all are actin',
I'm out here tryin' to make it happen
Make my own rules,
my own boss a fuckin' trapment
Snakes get stabbed in the heart
with wooden stakes
Ice bullets penetrate,
they melt and don't leave a trace
Quit going to draw, writing cash,
try to follow it
I'm like a chancellor,
and I'm handing out scholarships
WV, that's where you find my family tree
Pull out some red dog for my grandpa,
memory
Brainwashed,
the slaughterhouse pig farmer
Taken back to medieval times
in suit up and armor
Ill coat of honor,
we complete opposites
If that's not what you want,
then that's what you don't get
You can't fuck it up
That's what you want?
No Gridiron
You can't fuck with us, no, no, no
You can't fuck with us, no,
you can't fuck with us, no, no
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You the type to get clapped to this
Clap to this, clap to this
I hear somebody getting clapped to this